143: Collect some interest

The Security Team disguised themselves as Zhang Qingyu's First Security Brigade and openly entered Tong County.

After nightfall, thick clouds obscured the moon.

The Security Team, like panthers blending into the night, headed straight for their target under Zhang Qingyu's precise guidance.

The Traitor Yin Ruxing clearly thought he could rest easy with the backing of the japanese, leaving his mansion's defenses lax.

Several veterans in the Security Team were experts in night raids and sentry elimination from their days in the Northeast Army.

They easily dealt with a few dozing guards.

Zhang Tingshu personally led the team, breaking down the door and directly yanking the covers off Yin Ruxing.

This Traitor leader, who had wreaked havoc in Eastern Hebei, was jolted awake from his sleep.

Seeing the dark muzzles of guns and a group of menacing men, he was scared out of his wits.

He couldn't even stammer out a plea for mercy before being gagged and tied up like a zongzi.

After securing Yin Ruxing and confirming the locations of the japanese Motor Transport Unit and the head of the secret service, Nishiki Shigeru, the Security Team split into two groups.

One group was led by the hot-tempered and brave Li Zhenshan.

Thirty team members carried 15 Mortars.

Led personally by Zhang Qingyu, they crept toward the japanese Motor Transport Unit's base in the eastern part of the city.

Their mission was simple and brutal: bombard the area, destroy the vehicles, and annihilate all the japanese.

The other group was commanded by the calm and composed Zhang Tingshu, with Ah Fu providing information support.

They headed straight for the heavily guarded japanese Secret Service Headquarters in the city center.

Their goal was equally clear: annihilate all the japanese!

In the eastern part of the city, Li Zhenshan reached the outskirts of the japanese Motor Transport Unit's base.

Without a word, the Mortars were set up in a row.

At the command, Mortar shells tore through the night sky with vengeful shrieks.

They accurately struck the barracks, garages, and parked vehicles of the japanese Motor Transport Unit.

Explosions sent flames soaring into the sky, instantly turning the base into a sea of fire.

Vehicles twisted and deformed in the flames, their fuel tanks exploding with even louder roars.

japanese soldiers who survived the first wave of shelling, jolted awake from sleep, were torn to shreds by the ensuing barrage.

This battle didn't require much command from Li Zhenshan; they just had to close their eyes and keep firing.

After over ten minutes, there were no intact buildings or vehicles in sight, and the japanese resistance had completely collapsed.

"Finish them off! Remember, leave no survivors!" Li Zhenshan ordered through gritted teeth.

In the city center, at the Secret Service Headquarters.

The moment the Mortars fired, Zhang Tingshu waved his hand sharply: "Go!"

With Ah Fu providing precise information, the assault team charged down like tigers, accurately breaching the defenses.

Though few in number, each had a clear target.

The dense rain of submachine gun fire swept like water over the unprepared japanese agents.

In the narrow corridors and rooms, the submachine guns' firepower advantage was maximized, giving the japanese little chance to even pick up their weapons.

Zhang Tingshu led the charge, kicking open the door to Nishiki Shigeru's office.

The japanese secret service head, Nishiki Shigeru, had just grabbed his pistol when Zhang Tingshu's submachine gun riddled him with bullets, and he fell heavily behind his desk.

The battle was brief but intense, with absolute firepower and precise intelligence suppression.

The japanese inside the Secret Service Headquarters couldn't put up much of a fight and were quickly annihilated and cleared by the Security Team.

Zhang Tingshu calmly ordered: "All personnel, collect as many classified documents as possible. Burn the unimportant ones on the spot."

Compared to the rough-and-tumble Li Zhenshan, Zhang Tingshu's work was much more meticulous.

After confirming the japanese were annihilated, he began collecting their important documents.

As the third-in-command of the Young Marshal's faction in the Northeast Army back in the day.

He knew well that seizing classified documents from the secret service was more important than annihilating the japanese.

Meanwhile, in the eastern part of the city, Li Zhenshan's unit, having completed their mission, quickly withdrew and headed for the designated rendezvous point.

However, as they passed through a relatively quiet neighborhood, a sudden change occurred!

Several windows suddenly opened, and angry shouts of "baka!" erupted from the darkness, accompanied by muzzle flashes.

The ambushers were clearly armed japanese Civilians.

Probably alerted by the explosions in the east and the gunfire in the city center.

"Watch out!" Li Zhenshan reacted quickly, shouting as he dropped to the ground.

But two team members on the flank were hit in the chest and shoulder by bullets.

The massive impact sent them staggering back and falling heavily to the ground.

"Damn it!" Li Zhenshan and the other team members instantly saw red.

Having just destroyed a japanese stronghold, their killing intent was at its peak, and they were rashly ambushed and injured by these japanese Civilians.

Uncle could tolerate it, but Auntie could not.

Instantly, a single stone stirred up a thousand waves, reigniting the Security Team's pent-up fury.

"Kill them all!" someone roared.

The Security Team Members didn't need orders; they immediately turned their guns and unleashed a fierce barrage at the windows and houses where the shots had come from.

Then, several team members, like angry lions, kicked open courtyard gates and charged into the civilian-populated neighborhood.

Any japanese who shouted "baka!" or "Kyu-ga!".

Or any japanese who were seen with weapons or posed a potential threat, were mercilessly eliminated by the Security Team Members.

Gunfire, roars, and screams instantly shattered the dead silence of that area.

When Lu Fan and Zhang Tingshu finished dealing with the secret service, brought the captive Yin Ruxing, and arrived at the rendezvous area.

They heard the intense gunfire and chaos erupting from that neighborhood.

"What's going on?!" Lu Fan's expression changed, and he immediately led his men to rush over.

On the narrow street, bodies in kimonos lay scattered in disarray.

Li Zhenshan, eyes red, pulled the trigger on a japanese civilian who had just rushed out of a house, holding a katana.

Lu Fan didn't stop Li Zhenshan. According to the results from his multifunctional glasses, these japanese Civilians deserved to die.

Because almost all of them were armed, and the shell casings on the ground proved they had fired at his team members.

In such a situation, Li Zhenshan and the others returning fire was justified.

Since there was no issue with firing, why stop them?

After a quarter of an hour, seeing no more ambushes, the Security Team Members, still adhering to martial virtue, holstered their guns and quickly assembled.

Lu Fan glanced at the now-quiet neighborhood.

He waved his hand and ordered: "Take the wounded and the captive, and withdraw from Tong County via the planned route!"

The Security Team quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Leaving behind only the burning ruins of the Motor Transport Unit in the east of Tong County, the silent Secret Service Headquarters in the city center.

And the bloody, warning-laden smoke in the civilian area.

After leaving the city, Lu Fan handed Yin Ruxing over to Zhang Qingyuan, instructing: "This man knows a lot about japanese intelligence.

The interrogation work will be troublesome for Captain Zhang."

Zhang Tingshu handed Yin Ruxing to Zhang Qingyuan and casually asked: "Brother, what are your plans next?"

Zhang Qingyuan thought for a moment and said: "In this situation, the japanese will definitely target the Security Team when they return.

I want to take advantage of your success and rally the other two brigades to revolt, directly confronting the japanese."

"Fight if you can, retreat strategically if you can't!" Lu Fan handed a cigarette to Zhang Qingyuan and advised: "Remember~~

As long as the green hills remain, there'll be no shortage of firewood. Farewell~~"

With that, he waved his hand, and the assembled team quickly disappeared into the night, heading for their next target.

Indeed, killing these few japanese in Tong County wasn't the ultimate goal; this was just collecting some interest first.